unlimited healing

After Ning Yunlian received Tang Xizhe's address, he found the person closest to him to pick him up.

The person sent was Alan, a former classmate of Ning Yunlian.It's not so much a subordinate, it's more like a mutual employment and cooperation friendship. I've met the boss's little cousin before, so my attitude towards him is very relaxed.

Just when he was about to chat about something casually, he heard Tang Xizhe talking to himself as a senior to the empty seat next to him.

Allen is a devout believer, of course there is nothing to say that he does not believe in ghosts and gods.

He remembered what the boss had told him when he arranged for him to come over, and he lost the mood for a cup of coffee.

Allen suppressed his unnecessary smile, kept his eyes straight, pretended not to notice anything, and said everything was normal: "Young Master Tang, please follow me. The boss has been waiting for a long time."

Along the way, Alan, who was driving, was absent-minded with the back seat, as if he was nervous about something, chatting with Tang Xizhe, who kept sneaking glances.

He vaguely guessed, what did Tang Xizhe see on his left hand from time to time?

Are there really spirits in the world?What is it like?Why can only Tang Xizhe see it?

The car passed through the carved iron gate, and passed through the garden road covered with roses, and the long-standing jacaranda flowers at the end of the road were flourishing.

The rainy grassland is full of misty water droplets, and the clear greenness seems to be atomized.

Ning Yunlian was chatting with a few young friends in the semi-open leisure bar on the grass in the garden. The topics were nothing more than finance, practical affairs, entertainment, movies, and fashion.

He is rarely wearing elegant British casual clothes. His upper body is a shirt with two buttons unbuttoned, and the sleeves are naturally rolled up to the elbow of his forearm, revealing the warm and dull bead strings on his wrists that he wears all year round.

Only he didn't sit, leaning on the white chair with one arm, lowering his head slightly, as if he was participating in the communication of this afternoon tea and his soul was completely withdrawn.The lines of the side face are too noble and perfect, almost can be described as extravagant, although the eyebrows are only calm and not obviously cold, it still makes people feel arrogant and hard to impress for no reason.

There were also two handsome or elegant young men present, both of whom had outstanding temperament and appearance, but the eyes of the three ladies present all fell on him intentionally or unintentionally.

It rained moderately not long ago, although it has stopped, the clouds above the sky are still thick, and the wind will not disperse.

It doesn't give people a feeling of haze, but there is a ray of freshness in the air that is cool in early autumn.

Even the cyan clouds in the sky seem to be breaking apart, which is refreshing.

Ning Yunlian was not interested in the content of the conversation. The reason why it didn't end was because grandma liked lively sounds at home.

He raised his head and glanced at the blue clouds in the sky, the cool breeze made his brows slightly relaxed, and suddenly felt something, and looked back.

It was at this time that Su Lingran appeared in Ning Yunlian's eyes.

The thick cloud shadows cracked, and the light cracked through the clouds. The misty azure color and the sunny azure color were blended in layers, and the beauty was unreal.The light cast from the sky is also refracted by the water mist in the air, which is a little hazy and unreal, like ink.

The people walking with this sky as the background seem to remind people of porcelain that has been as new as it has been for thousands of years.Rare, fragile, and because there are too many legends, it seems fake and really false.Just like the rain, the sky is clear and the clouds are broken, and all kinds of colors are the future, which is enough to captivate the heart of any collector.

Tang Xizhe was frightened and hesitant all the way. When he finally saw this cousin, especially when he saw the expensive bead string on his wrist, he almost had the urge to cry with joy.I just want to rush over like jumping and flying, hugging my cousin's wrist and not letting go.

This kind of rebellious thought disappeared immediately when he saw Ning Yunlian's calm and indifferent face.

Tang Xizhe's accelerated pace also stopped.

To be honest, there is no harm if there is no comparison. Tang Xizhe felt that he might prefer to drink coffee with his seniors than to have close contact with his cousin.

Of course, Ye Gong's idea of ​​being fond of dragons was completely born after seeing Ning Yunlian and felt safe, otherwise he wouldn't have been so afraid all the way.

Tang Xizhe greeted honestly: "Long time no see, cousin. The weather has changed recently, how is grandma doing? I'll visit her old man later."

Ning Yunlian's voice was clear and calm: "Everything is fine, the old man likes to be quiet, so don't bother me today."

No matter what Tang Xizhe said was true or not, since he bumped into something just now, don't even think about going in front of grandma.

Tang Xizhe thought of this too slowly, and nodded quickly: "Yes."

He didn't do it on purpose either, it wasn't a necessary language flow for dealing with wealthy families, and he got used to it all at once, and didn't stop.

Thinking of this, he took another peek at Su Lingran who had been silent all this time.

Perhaps because this danger was about to be resolved soon, his fear and anxiety suddenly disappeared, and he began to feel a little sympathetic to the senior.

Tang Xizhe glanced at the open space next to him, and winked at Ning Yunlian, implying that he was the senior.

In his opinion, his cousin, who has seen ghosts since he was a child, may have yin and yang eyes, and he should have been used to dealing with these things long ago.

What's worrying is that my cousin didn't give him a single look, as if he didn't notice his hint at all.

There was no wave in Ning Yunlian's dark and clear eyes, and the eyes staring at Su Lingran opened slightly for a moment, the pupils were far-reaching and too calm, direct and uncomfortable, but without sharpness, it was not aggression.

Su Lingran was also looking at this cousin, caught by the other party's aura, and nodded politely.

If it weren't for the people around him turning a blind eye to him, Su Lingran would have thought that his ability had randomly expired again, and he was forced to show himself in front of others.

However, it was obvious that only Tang Xizhe could see him all the way.

Ning Yunlian's gaze slowly moved away from Su Lingran, following the friends of the □□ generation to do whatever he wanted, he wanted to take his cousin to pick up a gift for his uncle and aunt.

Then, he took Tang Xizhe and Su Lingran next to him to the villa area in the courtyard.

Tang Xizhe may not have seen it, but it is impossible for Su Lingran not to have noticed. Since he just appeared here, this cousin's gaze is like a detection radar, directly facing him.Continue to look at each other until he walks three steps away from the other person.

In the coffee shop, although Su Lingran didn't listen carefully to Tang Xizhe's phone call with his cousin, he could roughly guess it.

This person seems to have some skills, and he can see himself, as if he is not afraid.

Is it to escape?Or go on?

Tang Xizhe, who was walking in the front, felt that it was probably because of this cousin's aura of not getting close to strangers, or the magical artifacts and spells on his body had worked. Although the ghost of the senior was still following them, he kept a long distance and walked at the end , it seems that there is no threat anymore.

He whispered: "Cousin, you see that's it. The senior is also very pitiful. His body is still lying in the ICU of the hospital. I guess he can still come back to life if he is put back. Otherwise, let's do it." Good thing, tell him the truth and find a way to send him back into his body."

As the stairs went down, Ning Yunlian's face became more and more beautiful in places where the sight was darker, but his temperament became more and more daunting, although his expression and voice were calm and patient, as if elegant and harmless, as if he had no desire for anything .

"You mean, he doesn't remember what happened to him, and he doesn't know that he is a ghost? He doesn't remember his identity?"

The more Tang Xizhe thought about it, the more worried he became: "Yes, yes, in the hospital, that ferocious old man looked very sad. It's very pitiful for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person. If you can help, just treat it as a gift." Grandma has done good deeds."

Ning Yunlian was noncommittal, and said calmly, "I see."

Tang Xizhe knew that his cousin cared about his grandma the most, and he would change his mind about many things that his cousin didn't like as long as his grandma was around.

Immediately, I felt that my cousin agreed, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

At the end of the road, there is no eerie basement, neither mad scientist-style experimental research equipment, nor the decorations full of religious mystery and spiritual rituals that Tang Xizhe has always imagined.

It's just an exquisitely furnished and simple study room.

Spacious and tidy, even without natural lighting, it makes people feel comfortable and comfortable.

There are all kinds of rare antiques and rare copies on the bookshelves.Among them, the exquisite beads, jade, sachets, and peach wood carvings placed in the opened box seem very natural.

It's like the treasure room that anyone with a hobby of curio collection would have.

Ning Yunlian stared straight ahead, and walked straight to the display racks where the antiques were placed, stepping unhurriedly, without the slightest sense of urgency that a ghost was following behind.

On the contrary, Tang Xizhe looked hesitant and might hurt the senior, but also worried that the stimulated senior would hurt himself, and his feet went fast and slow.

There was nothing unusual about Su Lingran, and followed naturally.

When he walked to the middle of the room, not far from Tang Xizhe, there was a row of bookshelves with lonely books, he subconsciously stopped for a second, caught off guard, and a simple gossip mirror enveloped him.

Su Lingran's expression was still clear and indifferent, except that when he tried it and found that the light circle under his feet was really bright to prevent him from going out, he thought for a while, and then stood quietly.

On the contrary, Tang Xizhe uttered a scream and remained motionless like a quail.

Ning Yunlian leaned against the bogu rack behind him, and calmly watched Su Lingran who was trapped.

"cousin……"

Ning Yunlian didn't look at Tang Xizhe, raised his chin slightly, and said in a low and cold voice, "Take the charm in the box, and go out. I don't want to hear from anyone about what happened today."

His voice was lower and softer than before, as if he had endless patience, but when he heard Tang Xizhe's voice, his hands and feet were trembling and cold.

He picked up the box, hesitated for a moment, and ran out in a panic without looking back.

It was like if he was a second late, he would be caught by some magic weapon and become a lonely ghost.

"Senior, I'm sorry for you, woo woo woo..."

……

Su Lingran was caught without any surprises, his clear eyes looked at Ning Yunlian quietly, ignorant and unaware.

Ning Yunlian was also looking at him, her dark eyes were devoid of intent, so calm that no emotion or warmth could be seen.

"Are you scared?"

Su Lingran: "..."

Ning Yunlian's voice was calm, almost gentle, and he looked at him intently, and slowly walked in front of Su Lingran, reaching out to touch him.

There was no doubt that his fingers couldn't touch Su Lingran's shoulder, he paused for a moment, then retracted.

"So there really are ghosts. I thought these things were a lie."

Su Lingran: What does this mean?Why buy a house full of ghostbusters if you don't believe me?

As if knowing what Su Lingran was thinking, Ning Yunlian looked at him intently and answered as if talking to himself.

"Before you, I have never seen a ghost, and I don't believe it."

Unlike ordinary people with light horoscopes who were frequently frightened and tortured by ghosts when they were young, Ning Yunlian did not believe in ghosts and gods.

Those childhood encounters were all told to him by others, but he, as the person involved, has no memory at all.

Even if I try hard to recall, all I can remember is my poor health, being looked at with fear and curiosity by various peers, accompanied by the smell of bitter medicine, crying in the hospital, various chanting and mantras, and insignificant fragments.

"Although when I was a teenager, I went up to the mountain to follow Master Qingxiu every once in a while, and I also saw a few exorcism ceremonies, but I have never seen those things with my own eyes. I always thought that they were all lies. It's just that some people are better at deception."

Ning Yunlian, who has received a high-level elite education and has a good grasp of all kinds of knowledge, does not have a good understanding of Taoist spells.

"Everything can be interpreted and understood in a scientific way. At best, there are some principles that have not been discovered by science, which confuses everyone's eyes. I always think so."

The steadfast, decisive and powerful grandma firmly believed in this. This old lady, who was stronger than most men, did everything she could for her grandson.

Ning Yunlian was very moved, and would never disobey or disobey her in such trivial matters.

Therefore, he has never publicly expressed his unbelief.

He regularly wears the jade that his grandmother bought for him with a lot of money, and changes the sachet sent by his master at four o'clock, which contains spells and the fragrance of some herbs.Including wherever he went, the feng shui decorations arranged by the teacher were also well executed.

Every year, there are only more gifts than less.

Ning Yunlian looked at him for a moment: "I caught you, the first ghost. It overturned all my notions."

Su Lingran: "Should I compensate you for the loss?"

Originally, I wanted to play it, pretending not to know that I was dead, but this young master seemed to be completely unreasonable. What is this doing to me?

Ning Yunlian looked at him, his eyes focused, and his clear voice sounded very patient: "The compensation will not be enough. Since you have tricked ordinary people into following you, there must be a conspiracy, and you can't just let you go. Then make a deal." gone."

Su Lingran looked at him: "What deal?"

"I can help you retrieve your memory, and I can help you realize any other wishes, and everything about communicating with the outside world can be done for you."

This is exactly what Su Lingran needs. If he keeps his word, then there should be a way to irrigate Lin Yao's love tank.

Su Lingran: "What do I need to do?"

Ning Yunlian just looked at him with a blank expression, like a boy who is too focused when he sees a model he likes.

"Belongs to me, and don't run around."

Su Lingran was a little puzzled, and had a dangerous attitude as if she wanted to kill herself at first: "It's just like that, why?"

Ning Yunlian approached him slowly, so close that he could hug him as long as he stretched out his hand.

On the calm and indifferent face, there was tenderness in the eyes, and a completely unexpected smile, which made people's breathing stagnate.

There is an unfathomable secret in the dark eyes, and a very soft voice: "I will know. Is it a deal?"

Su Lingran saw his own reflection in his eyes, like a pool of quiet and gentle water mixed with snow and moonlight, without concealing the danger, beauty and indulgence in it.

He felt that this strange and dangerous person was probably interested in ghosts and wanted to do something too corrupt.

It's really daring and delusional.

"Deal." Su Lingran, who took the initiative to walk into the trap just to touch porcelain, agreed without hesitation.